[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 81 Mother and Child Conversation

During the second half of the dinner, everyone had their own thoughts.

Draco was very upset, he wanted to see from Winnie's face whether she was angry or embarrassed, but he couldn't see anything, everything was very calm, as if everything that happened just now had nothing to do with it. She didn't close the same.

After dinner, Winnie followed Draco and walked towards the guest room.

Along the way, they didn't say anything, but even so, Winnie could still feel that Draco was not in a good mood at the moment.

"Here we are." Draco stopped in front of Winnie's room, turned to look at the people behind him, "This is your room for the next few days."

Winnie nodded, the expression on her face was still the same as before, very calm. Draco took a deep breath, as if he was suppressing something, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

Winnie walked in, turned around, faced Draco, and said in a tepid tone, "Good night."

Draco pursed his lips, but said nothing.

After waiting for a while, Winnie saw that Draco didn't respond, so she closed the door. However, when she closed the door, Draco suddenly blocked the door with his hand, and walked in as if he was holding back his anger. Close the door again.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Draco didn't understand why the little idiot in front of him could be so indifferent, without any anger, not even a trace of embarrassment.

Looking at Draco's slightly angry handsome face, a trace of doubt flashed in Winnie's heart. Did she make Draco angry again?

"Don't you feel anything at all?" Draco saw that Winnie still had a confused expression, and the irritability and depression in his heart became even more out of control.

Winnie opened her lips slightly, thinking about what to say, but after a while, she was still speechless.

"Speak!" Draco couldn't help but growled, his expression looking a little distorted.

"Mrs. Malfoy doesn't seem to like me getting too close to you." Winnie thought for a while, and Narcissa's expression just now flashed through her mind, so she expressed her feelings.

Draco sneered as if he heard something funny, and said sarcastically, "It doesn't seem, do you know why?"

Winnie paused, then shook her head.

"Because you are not on Mrs. Malfoy's shortlist." Draco sneered, yes, Mrs. Malfoy, he has always known that this position can only be taken by the daughter of the Parkinson family or the Greengrass family superior.

"But I never planned to become Mrs. Malfoy." Winnie didn't think much, and said the first thought in her mind directly, without thinking about whether this sentence would have any impact.

However, her remark was like a knife, stabbing Draco's heart mercilessly. He clenched his fists hard, and his heart suddenly seemed to be tightly squeezed, and the pain was so painful that he Difficulty breathing, he is like an actor performing a one-man show, all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys are only performed by him.

Winnie noticed Draco's emotions, even though he tried his best to suppress them, they still couldn't stop them from leaking out, emotions such as anger, disappointment, and sarcasm.

The moment Winnie thought Draco was going to explode, Draco let go of his fist, pursed his lips tightly, and said in a tone that could not hear any emotion, "You have a good rest."

Draco withdrew his gaze from Winnie, turned around and left the room that was making him lose control, he didn't know what he would do if he stayed a second longer.

Looking at the closed door, Winnie's mind was still thinking about Draco's expression and what he said just now, and it kept circling in her mind for a while.

Draco planned to return to his room to calm down his emotions, but he didn't expect that a few seconds after he sat down, there was a knock on the door, so he stood up again and went to open the door.

"Mother?" When he opened the door and found that the person outside was Narcissa, Draco immediately restrained all his emotions.

"Can I come in?" Narcissa raised her eyebrows, her tone full of joy and anger.

Draco turned sideways, allowing a passage for Narcissa to enter.

Narcissa glanced around lightly, and found that there was no sign of damage, and she was slightly relieved.

Fortunately, Draco didn't lose his mind. As expected, he grew up and began to learn to control and conceal his emotions, Narcissa thought secretly.

"Is there something mother wants from me?" Draco asked looking at Narcissa's figure.

Narcissa sat on the sofa, without any emotion on her face, she glanced at Draco lightly, "Sit first, I do have something to talk to you about."

Seeing that his mother was suddenly so serious, Draco couldn't help but paused, but quickly recovered, walked forward, and sat opposite Narcissa.

"Are you very angry just now?" It was obviously a question, but when it came out of Narcissa's mouth, it carried a positive meaning.

Draco neither admitted nor denied, just sat quietly.

"I know you like Winnie." Narcissa said again, "But Draco, I can allow her to be your girlfriend, but it must not be Mrs. Malfoy."

"Why?" Draco finally said, he didn't understand, Winnie was also a pure blood, why couldn't it be her.

"Winnie is indeed a pure-blood, but compared to Parkinson and Greengrass, Einstein is just a small family, which does not help you much in the future. Besides, her personality does not fit Mrs. Malfoy needs the conditions. She is introverted, not good at getting along with people, and slow. How do you want her to represent Malfoy at the banquet and deal with other pure-blooded ladies? More importantly, I can see that she doesn't like it. You." Narcissa knew her words might be a little cruel to Draco, but she had to say it.

She didn't dislike Winnie, on the contrary, she had a crush on this little girl, but having a crush on her didn't mean she could accept her as his son's wife.

"I don't need my wife to succeed, I don't need her to change myself, and I don't need her to deal with other pure blood ladies. I will give her a stable life, she just needs to stay by my side, And if you don't like me now, it doesn't mean that you will do the same in the future." Draco looked at Narcissa, his gray eyes were shining with determination, and he said every word, as if he was telling Narcissa, or like I'm talking to myself.

Narcissa sighed inaudibly, "You are too young."

"Age is not the reason to judge all of this." Draco knew that his mother meant that he was still young and immature, but he knew that he did not say such words in a whim.

"Draco, can you guarantee that your current thoughts will never change?" Narcissa looked at Draco, "Can you guarantee that Malfoy will always stand at the forefront of pure blood? Can you guarantee that Would Winnie want to stay in the fortress you created?"

Draco fell silent, lowered his head, and clenched his fists tightly.

"If I can, I won't stop you." Narcissa could see that Draco was shaken, so she added more words, "Draco, don't let us down."

Hearing the last sentence, Draco trembled violently, raised his head after a while, and said unwillingly: "So you want me to be with someone I don't like?"

"Emotions can be cultivated, just like me and your father." Narcissa persuaded, remembering that before, she and Lucius were also a family marriage. She didn't like Lucius at first, but as she got along slowly, The feelings only deepened little by little.

"If it can't be cultivated?" Draco knew what his mother meant, but he and Pansy and Daphne had known each other since childhood, and if they had feelings, they would have started early in the morning.

Narcissa was silent. She really didn't think about this possibility. From her point of view, feelings can be cultivated, just like she and Lucius, even though she didn't want to at the beginning, she still accepted it, and the result was beautiful. of.

"And one thing, mother, you are wrong. I once found a book on my father's bookshelf. It was written when he was a student. It is full of things about you, including what you like and what you hate." Draco He didn't intend to say it at first, because he didn't think it was a big deal, but he just accidentally discovered a little secret of his father.

"Father didn't have feelings for you from the very beginning. In fact, he wanted you to be Mrs. Malfoy from the very first sight." Draco looked at his mother with a shocked face, and didn't know what to say about his father. Is it too good to hide it, or is it too scheming.

Narcissa never thought that she would learn such a thing from Draco, a sweetness flashed in her heart, and at the same time, she felt cheated, very depressed, but of course she would not show it.

"Draco, have you really decided?" Narcissa hoped that Draco could think it over again, but at the same time, she also knew that her son was very willful since he was a child, and he would never give up on something he liked until he got it of.

Draco didn't speak, but his expression had already expressed his attitude, at this moment he would not give up.

Looking at Draco who did not back down, but chose to meet her gaze instead, Narcissa suddenly had the feeling that her son was starting to grow up.Draco is no longer the little boy who loves to be by her side and calls my daddy all day long. He now has his own ideas, has someone he likes, and is step by step towards becoming a real Mala Fu approached.

She suddenly remembered the picture of Lucius proposing to her when she was young.

"You are the only one qualified to be Mrs. Malfoy."

Back then she thought Lucius was referring to Black, who was behind her back, but now it seems...

He is a cunning viper at all.

"I won't tell your father." Narcissa looked at Draco's face that looked exactly like Lucius's when he was a child, and finally relented.

"Mother!" Draco's tone was full of joy.

"But it doesn't mean that I can accept Winnie Einstein at this moment." Narcissa added, "I just give you time to deal with all this."

Draco nodded, and he could hear his mother softening a bit.

"Don't let us down, Draco." Narcissa said this meaningfully.

The author has something to say: Draco said he only wanted Winnie to be his wife!

The author said: Come on, I hope it will be tomorrow.

Draco: "…"

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